Stranger Than Kindness (2009 Remaster)

Stranger than kindness

Bottled light from hotels

Spilling everything

Wet hand from the volcano

Sobers your skin

Stranger than kindness

You caress yourself

And grind my soft cold bones below

Your map of desire

Burning your slave

Even a fool can come

A strange lit stair

And find a rope hanging there

Stranger than kindness

Keys rain like heaven's hair

There is no home, there is no bread

We sit at the gate and scratch

The gaunt fruit of passion dies in the light

Stranger than kindness

Your sleeping hands

They journey, they loiter

Stranger than kindness

Your hold me so carelessly close

Tell me I'm dirty

I'm a stranger

I am a stranger

I am a stranger

To kindness